Jayden's had worse conversations in terms of subject matter, especially since he tends to deal with cases of serial killers, and so many of those crimes are particularly terrible. But he's never had to try to console someone who lost a loved one during a traumatic experience that he'd been a victim of himself, rather than a third party coming into the situation as a professional. It's an entirely different experience, and one he doesn't want to go through again, even while a part of him is wondering if it might not be something he should be doing.
He'd thought about it before, about the people who had died there and who might be missing them, and even worse, who might not be missed at all, and don't they all deserve some sort of closure? Whether for the families, or the people who were lost themselves? He knows the answer is yes, and that he has the opportunity to perhaps help in that, if he can just work up the courage to do it.
But he doesn't want to talk about any of that right now, or at least not enough to want to put it on Blake, who is clearly--and understandably--dealing with his own issues related to the whole experience. Jayden's wondered, a few times, if it might only be them still affected--so many here seem to have just moved on and returned to daily life as if nothing had happened--and although he knows that's probably not the case, it's sometimes difficult to believe.
"Thanks. I'll let you know, though I'm not gonna use you as free labor." So it might have to wait until Jayden does have some money, especially since he ended up not charging for this particular case. It had seemed incredibly insensitive to do so, and he couldn't bring himself to accept even what she'd offered on her own.
He takes a deep breath, tries to follow the attempt to lighten the mood, and nods his head toward the shooting range. "Speakin' of bad jokes, you want to give it a shot?" Pun intended, of course. "I can switch out the guns if you want somethin' different, or you can do it yourself if you want." He won't try to prevent or undo any sort of willed changes to this part of his domain, if Blake would rather just summon up what he likes instead of describing it for Jayden to do.
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He'd thought about it before, about the people who had died there and who might be missing them, and even worse, who might not be missed at all, and don't they all deserve some sort of closure? Whether for the families, or the people who were lost themselves? He knows the answer is yes, and that he has the opportunity to perhaps help in that, if he can just work up the courage to do it.
But he doesn't want to talk about any of that right now, or at least not enough to want to put it on Blake, who is clearly--and understandably--dealing with his own issues related to the whole experience. Jayden's wondered, a few times, if it might only be them still affected--so many here seem to have just moved on and returned to daily life as if nothing had happened--and although he knows that's probably not the case, it's sometimes difficult to believe.
"Thanks. I'll let you know, though I'm not gonna use you as free labor." So it might have to wait until Jayden does have some money, especially since he ended up not charging for this particular case. It had seemed incredibly insensitive to do so, and he couldn't bring himself to accept even what she'd offered on her own.
He takes a deep breath, tries to follow the attempt to lighten the mood, and nods his head toward the shooting range. "Speakin' of bad jokes, you want to give it a shot?" Pun intended, of course. "I can switch out the guns if you want somethin' different, or you can do it yourself if you want." He won't try to prevent or undo any sort of willed changes to this part of his domain, if Blake would rather just summon up what he likes instead of describing it for Jayden to do.